Jia Liu had been eaten, which meant the Snake Flood Dragon would now start on the fleeing villagers.

Clearly, the Snake Flood Dragon was unleashing its full power. It no longer had any reason to suppress the Primordial Power within it.

"Hold it."

A vision of thunder erupted from Tu Xiao'an as he, too, floated in the air, surrounded by crackling bolts of Thunder Shock. He was reminding the Snake Flood Dragon not to ignore him.

"You're a mere Snake Spirit. Out of respect for our shared ancestry, this Celestial Master won't make things difficult for you. Scram."

The Snake Flood Dragon truly didn't give Tu Xiao'an a second thought. Below Rank Three, all beings were ants.

Besides, it was a Snake Flood Dragon now. How could it deign to notice a mere snake?

Tu Xiao'an hadn't come here just to watch a show or sightsee. He was on a mission. Although it wasn't a system-assigned one, he couldn't just stand by and do nothing.

Besides, far too many people in this village had already died.

"'Scram'? I don't think so. I came here for you."

At first, he'd thought it was just a hidden Snake Spirit. But no, it turned out to be a Snake Flood Dragon that had successfully advanced its Realm. Tu Xiao'an had really been led into a trap.

'This is even better, though.' Tu Xiao'an stared coolly at the terrifyingly powerful Snake Flood Dragon, eager for a fight. He had long believed his strength was on par with a Rank Three, he just hadn't fought one yet.

Now, with this Rank Three Snake Flood Dragon before him, he had the perfect benchmark to test his true power.

Besides, if Tu Xiao'an could succeed in Devouring this Snake Flood Dragon, the boost to his own power would be unparalleled.

His Level would shoot up again.

The Snake Flood Dragon glared menacingly at Tu Xiao'an, finding it hard to believe. "You want to oppose this Celestial Master?"

'An egg trying to smash a rock?'

"You have your business, and I have mine. You think snakes are unworthy of greatness, don't you? Well, let's see if this snake can devour your Flood Dragon."

Tu Xiao'an was filled with Battle Intent. The two of them represented two different paths of Cultivation for snakes.

And he, this snake, would be the dragon-slaying hero, here to clean up his own house.

The Snake Flood Dragon's eyes instantly filled with contempt and disdain. It wasn't that he looked down on snakes... actually, it was. Just looking at their Realms—a Rank Two Snake Spirit versus a Rank Three Creature—the difference was like heaven and earth. There was no comparison, no need for a duel.

It would be a complete rout, simple bullying. A dishonorable victory.

"Thunder Shock..."

Without another word, Tu Xiao'an's body flared with electricity. He thrust a hand toward the sky, and a brutal bolt of thunder suddenly struck down on the Snake Flood Dragon's head without any warning.

BOOM...

The Snake Flood Dragon was struck before it could even react, yet it remained motionless amidst its swirling black Qi, completely unfazed.

Contempt. Blatant disregard. To achieve a higher Realm, one had to withstand Celestial Thunder and Celestial Fire. What was this paltry level of lightning in comparison?

"You can control Thunder. You're a snake with a promising future. A pity you chose the path of a snake. So what if you become a Snake King one day?"

Celestial Master Zhang spoke with the air of a senior. He, after all, was destined to become a Dragon King.

Tu Xiao'an knew this would be a tough fight. A Rank Two against a Rank Three—only someone like him would be so fearless.

"Thunderclap!"

He uttered the word, his expression cold. As soon as he spoke, the sky above Ping'an Village changed abruptly. Countless silver serpents of lightning appeared, writhing and rolling through the air. The SIZZLE was incessant, and the booming of Thunder Shock was like the sound of war drums being beaten in support.

SWISH...!

The lightning in the sky poured down in an instant. The massive Snake Flood Dragon was immediately engulfed, as innumerable silver serpents blanketed it, biting down upon its thick scales.

"Refreshing...!"

Amidst the terrifying scene of lightning surging to the heavens, a deep voice echoed from within.

'Looks like this human form is done for again.'

Tu Xiao'an watched with cold eyes, knowing what was coming.

Instantly, a thirty-meter-long Purple Gold Snake began to manifest, erupting with an astonishingly terrifying aura.

Immediately after, a thick, long tail swept directly toward the Snake Flood Dragon, which was still enveloped in the Thunder Sea.

It coiled around its target and viciously slammed it into the ground.

BOOM...

Jia Liu's house was instantly obliterated. The ground shook violently, its layers peeling back.

"Thirty meters. Not bad."

After being smashed into the ground, the Snake Flood Dragon floated back into the air a moment later. Its body was only a little over ten meters long.

"You Snake Spirit, you're even stronger than this Celestial Master was back then." Despite taking consecutive heavy blows, the Snake Flood Dragon remained nonchalant, showing no signs of injury.

The black Qi around its body began to boil, and an incredibly sinister, terrifying aura burst forth. Its body began to expand rapidly, easily matching Tu Xiao'an's thirty-meter length.

A thirty-meter Purple Gold Snake and a thirty-meter Snake Flood Dragon. The sky above Ping'an Village erupted in a violent explosion, as if the starry heavens were collapsing.

Both creatures possessed a majestic power capable of annihilating the village in an instant.

"A mere snake dares to act so presumptuously before a Flood Dragon? Die..."

The snake and the Flood Dragon began to fight, their physical battle plunging the world into chaos. Tu Xiao'an, in his Purple Gold Snake form, was protected by the Attribute Powers of both Thunder and Flame, leaving him utterly fearless.

Meanwhile, the black Qi around the Rank Three Snake Flood Dragon shimmered with a dark light, like a thousand sharp swords, each carrying terrifying destructive power.

Heaven and earth seemed to be suffering a cataclysm. Tu Xiao'an went all out against the Rank Three Snake Flood Dragon. From his left eye, he unleashed powerful beams of light, his deadly trump card.

But the longer they fought, the more shocked the Snake Flood Dragon became. 'Is this really the strength of a Rank Two Snake Spirit?' In terms of power, physical toughness, and speed, he was in no way inferior to a Flood Dragon that had already advanced its Realm.

Most unbelievably, he also possessed two different Elemental Attribute Abilities.

Slowly, Celestial Master Zhang cast aside his contempt and began to take the fight seriously. This battle was not going to be a simple rout after all.

Wounds had already begun to appear on his Flood Dragon body.

Of course, his opponent wasn't faring much better. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Strength Potion, use."

After fighting for a while, Tu Xiao'an decided to cheat. He secretly bought a Strength Potion from the shop to skyrocket his power.

'He's Rank Three. It's not a question of whether I can beat him, but how long is this going to take?'

In the sky, endless Thunder Shock and flowing Flame battled ceaselessly against a tide of black Qi.

"Why has your power suddenly surged?"

Celestial Master Zhang's shocked voice rang out as the Flood Dragon was blasted into the ground.

"Stop babbling and watch how this snake devours you, Flood Dragon!"

Tu Xiao'an's Purple Gold Snake form was exceptionally terrifying. His current strength was leagues beyond what it had been when he fought the Vampire Snake.

He dared to make the heavens and earth change their color. So what if he was facing a Rank Three Snake Flood Dragon?

The battle between the snake and the Flood Dragon was horrifying. The villagers of Ping'an Village had long since fled as far as they could. But in a dark, remote area, a pair of unusually bright and beautiful eyes glittered.

These eyes were focused intently on the battle, shimmering with excitement and anticipation. It was like the oriole waiting behind the mantis that stalks the cicada, ready to make its grand entrance.

It was just waiting to see which one would finish the other off—or better yet, for both to be grievously wounded.